A/N: Ello peeps! This is one of my new fanfiction ideas and I hope you like it! I have come to the conclusion that I'm better at Romance/Drama than Romance/Humor…I'm really funny but somebody else would have to start. I can't just make it up out of nowhere. So here you are!

Summary: Sasuke and Naruto used to be friends but then Sasuke leaves Naruto alone and stops being his friend. Sasuke realizes maybe that wasn't the best idea.

Pairings: Sasu/Naru Slight Gaa/Naru

Rated: M

Word Count: 1180

Chapter 1: Behind Those Fake Blue Eyes

Sasuke's POV

I've seen him. I don't know when I started noticing. Maybe it was when he laughed out loud and everyone heard him. It sounded so fake but nobody else noticed. It bothered me so much. There was so much pain and sadness behind those fake laughs and smiles.

Why should I care? I don't. I don't care at all but why do I keep on thinking about him? I can't help but feel that those fake laughs are a cry for help. I used to be friends with him. I don't know when I stopped but now he hangs on for dear life to the very few he has now.

I don't see him without them by his side. Do they know how sad he sounds? Why do I seem so concerned? I don't care about him. I don't care about him.

Normal POV

Naruto walked into the school like any other day, with a big grin plastered to his face. It was true, he barely had any friends but he stuck to them. They were the only things that got him through the day. Naruto walked down the halls and passed the group of sneering fangirls.

He paid them no heed. He turned around a bit for a spilt second and caught sight of a pair of concerned onyx eyes. He did a double take and searched for the pair of eyes but lost them to the disgusted looks of the fangirls. Naruto turned back around and kept walking until he reached his locker.

He turned the dial according to his combination. He grabbed his books out of his locker and slammed it shut. Naruto walked to his class and sat down in his regular seat, the back of the room in the corner. Gaara was already there and Naruto waved in greeting.

Naruto didn't need to put on a fake smile for Gaara because Gaara knew. They used to date, right after Sasuke left him, Naruto began to lean on Gaara for support. Gaara knew he was only support for Naruto, but he still couldn't help but fall in love with him.

Gaara wouldn't tell Naruto though, it would just add to his stress and Gaara knew Sasuke was the only one who could help Naruto; even though Naruto didn't know himself. Gaara did his part and kept Naruto going, but would Sasuke step up to the plate and save Naruto?

"Hey Gaara…" Naruto said flatly. Gaara looked over at Naruto and patted him on the shoulder. Naruto smiled half a broken smile and sighed. Gaara looked concerned for a split second but covered it up. He knew Naruto wouldn't like it if he was worried about him.

Sasuke POV

There he is. I think he's in all of my classes, I've never noticed that before…so why am I noticing now? He mostly hangs out with that red-headed kid. What's he name again? Gada? Garzo? Gaara? Yeah I think that's it. I don't know why but it sorta makes me jealous that he hangs out with Gaara so much.

When did I start noticing him? Why do I even care? His fake laugh has gotten to me so much. But I never noticed it before. I'll probably forget about him in a couple of days…but why do I seem so sad and disappointed about that?

Gaara's POV

I've noticed Sasuke has been looking at Naruto more. Maybe he's finally realized Naruto needs help and is slowly hiding in the shadows until he can't tell the difference between real and fake. I love Naruto but I'm not the one to help him. Naruto deserves so much more than Sasuke. He needs someone that actually knows him and loves him.

Sasuke Uchiha, you better realize, that Naruto needs you, before he loses his mind. I used to be like that, but Naruto had saved me from my own paranoia.

Normal POV

Classes went by fast and Naruto hadn't said anything, like usual. Naruto got up out of his seat and waited for Gaara to get up. Gaara got up and together they walked to their next class. Sasuke walked behind them from a distance with his friends. Naruto kept on walking but could hear the whispers and remarks about himself from other people.

He always said that it didn't bother him, and it almost didn't, but he still could not deny that it hurt him to no end. He promised himself that he would never cry in front of the people that hurt him ever again. Sometimes it got tough but he still stood tall as long as his friends were by his side.

Naruto and Gaara walked into the lunchroom and sat at their table, the one in the back that was also in the corner. A kid walked up to the table, he was wearing sunglasses even though it was very bright in the lunchroom. Another kid walked up with a girl and they both had pale purple eyes, it made them almost look like they were blind, but something in those eyes told otherwise. Naruto smiled brightly when they sat down.

Sasuke POV

That's where he always sits, with those few people. And there he goes again with that big fake cheesy smile. I wonder do those people even know that it is fake? I don't understand why I keep thinking about him, he's not that important anyway. But something just wants me to go up to him and hug him, even become his friend.

I don't understand. I barely know him.

Normal POV

Naruto told the people at his table about his day with fake happiness. Gaara put on a fake smile too, but was really concerned about Naruto. Naruto flailed his hands with enthusiasm and ate his lunch messily. Other kids in the lunchroom were looking at Naruto with disgust and Sasuke almost had the urge to hide Naruto away from people and harm, but Sasuke didn't move.

Suddenly Sakura got up from her seat and walked over to Naruto's lunch table.

"Yo freak! Stop freaking up the lunchroom and get outta here! Go die for all I care!" Sakura sneered. Naruto just sat there slightly shocked but still had his smile. Sasuke clenched his fists and put his head down, so his hair covered his eyes.

Naruto smiled kindly at Sakura and got up. Naruto walked out of the lunchroom like it was nothing; the lunchroom was completely silent.